Office equipment in Chambeau 137 was lacking, as the need for more administrative tasks was beginning to increase as Katherine's Raptor Repair and Rebekah's Rose Repository businesses were expanding. Although the extradimensional side of Chambeau 137 had well over 5 million office rooms, they were all empty, so we hadn't found any useful office equipment in there that could be used in our own reality.
It was time for me to do some office equipment shopping. Conveniently located only a few blocks away from our facility was the mall, which had an office supplies store there.
Katherine and Rebekah were busy with their work and I didn't want to bother them, so I left without saying where I was going.
Being an introvert, I cannot stand shopping in public, since I get anxiety as everyone seems to stare at or recognize me for some bizarre reason. How the hell did they seem to recognize me??? It sounds paranoid, but this feeling was greatly amplified when I entered the mall. I had been here before, but it had been years by now, since shopping for materialistic things was the last thing on my mind. The mall had changed significantly, and I felt lost and overwhelmed.
Only shopping for what was necessary for my objectives, I stared at certain stores that might have possibly had what I was looking for. I just stared at them.
I could feel other shoppers' eyes on me, discreetly taking my picture or video without my knowledge and consent, invading my sacred privacy, and I grew anxious and angry and paranoid. Was I being spied on? It was already public knowledge that I was a predator, but I couldn't care less about this rumor, anyway.
Minding my own business, I went about the mall until I came to the office store. The entrance was on the second level, and the store went down to the lower level, which is where the printers and computers were. I took an escalator down, which was at the center of the store.
The printer section of the store was peculiar. It sat toward the back of the store on the lower level, and there were showcase rooms with various photocopiers and printers.
A store associate approached me, asking if I needed help. I asked if they had any multifunction printers on sale that could handle high volume printing and photocopying. The associate directed me to the backmost showroom in the store, which had a cluster of large floor-standing multifunction photocopier machines.
The beige room was spacious and smelled like freshly printed paper. I told the store associate that I would let them know when I had made my selection, and then I was left alone in the quiet space.
As I made my way through the equipment, I noticed a peculiar half-lit passage in the far right rear corner of the room. The passage was a narrow empty hall that had an escalator that led downward to what appeared to be a large beige room. The escalator's presence didn't make sense, as it didn't seem that the mall had any levels below the lower level.
At the bottom of the escalator, the room I found myself in was unnaturally tall and spacious, with a hum-buzz coming from fluorescent lighting high overhead. On the left and right sides of the room were small, dark passageways that seemingly led nowhere. In the center of the room was a single, large Xerox multifunction photocopier machine plugged into a brass outlet in the floor.
The Xerox looked beautiful, and it appeared to have all the functions I was looking for. I didn't see a price tag anywhere on it, so I would later ask the associate for pricing. For now, though, I would test it out.
I decided to be a dumbass and photocopy my ass. I had been regularly going to the gym, and my booty was becoming more toned than it ever had before in my life, and I was proud of my round little booty. I thought it would be a bright idea to photocopy it as a test.
I opened the scanner lid and sat on the scanner and hit the "COPY" button. Just as the scan was finishing, the machine suddenly hissed and began to morph!
Startled, I jumped off, and the Xerox morphed into a Xenomorph alien creature, but with Xerox machine parts fused with it's body! When it finished morphing, a paper with my butt print on it fell to the floor. Where the scanner had been, was now the creature's head, and where the printer output had been was now the rear of the creature. I had sat on the creature's face and it had shit out my butt-print. Cool.
The Xerox-Xenomorph stared at me, studying me. Kneeling down, I reached for the butt-print paper, while keeping my eyes locked on the creature. I wanted that butt-print, because I was going to frame it. The instant I grabbed the bootylicious paper, the creature lunged at me and I skedaddled as quickly as I could back up the escalator.
When I got to the top, I looked back and saw that the creature had morphed back into it's plain Xerox photocopier form, waiting for me at the very bottom of the escalator.
The associate returned, asking if I had made a decision. Short of breath, I asked what the creature was "down there". The associate explained that it was an unknown creature and that no one knew where it had come from. What was known about it, though, was that it could exist only as a machine in our own dimension, which was why it hadn't followed me up the escalator.
Thinking that Katherine, who was a veterinarian, might have interest in studying it, I asked the associate if it was available for sale. The associate advised against it, but we could buy it if we could successfully capture it while it was down in it's own dimension.
So, I could have a 2-in-one deal. An extra-dimensional being and multifunctional Xerox, for one low price! What a bargain! I would first go tell Katherine all about the deal I had discovered and discuss it with her.
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After I got back to Chambeau 137, I found a frame for my booty print and hung it up in my office. Then, I went and found Kat and told her about the Xerox Xenomorph that I was considering buying. We discussed how it could make for a useful study subject for her K.A.T. efforts.
Although the thought intrigued her, we decided to hold off on acquiring the entity for the time being, as there would be too many risks to introduce a potentially dangrous entity into our extradimensional space. Instead, we decided to make plans for renovating some of our space so future acquired entities could be properly housed.
I was also thinking of ways the sisters' real-world businesses could be expanded via our extradimensional space. I had ideas rolling around in my head, and I wanted to invest in the sisters, because I believed in them.
We were ready to expand into our future together.